Cecilia Sterling’s words were hardly a suggestion anymore; they were a blatant declaration. How could Mrs. Lane possibly not understand?
Her eyes, filled with suspicion and a touch of alarm, fixed on Cecilia Sterling. "What do you mean by that?"
Cecilia Sterling sneered. "What do I mean? I think you know perfectly well. You should go back and ask your precious son what he’s been doing."
With that, Cecilia Sterling couldn’t be bothered to say another word and turned to enter the dormitory building.
Mrs. Lane felt a wave of dizziness, her legs suddenly unsteady as she nearly lost her footing.
’Could it be that Shawn has been...’
’It’s Beatrice?!’
In an instant, an image of Beatrice Lynn flashed through Mrs. Lane’s mind. Thinking back to what happened at the dinner table that day, every little thing about Shawn and Beatrice’s behavior seemed odd!
At the time, she’d been puzzled, but Beatrice had looked unwell, so she hadn’t thought much of it. But looking back now, it couldn’t have been more obvious!
’Shawn and Beatrice...’
Mrs. Lane didn’t dare to dwell on it any longer. Composing herself, she hurried away under her umbrella.
*
Lily Sterling’s workload had surged recently. The main reason was that the screenwriter and director kept adding scenes for her and Andrew Sutton’s storyline, making their parts significantly longer than originally planned.
Right now, Lily Sterling was filming a solo scene. The next one was a two-person scene with Andrew Sutton, and it included a kiss.
This particular kiss scene had been added later.
The director had told the screenwriter, "These two look good when they kiss. Let’s have them kiss more."
"Another kiss? They might as well just sew their lips together."
Off-set, Drake sighed in frustration while standing in a shady spot.
The young assistant next to him nodded in agreement. "I know, right? There are way too many kiss scenes. Why isn’t Iris stepping in?"
"Iris wants to step in." Drake curled his lip and snorted. "But Andrew himself is more than happy to do the kissing."
After speaking, he glanced around but didn’t see Andrew Sutton. "Where’s Andrew?"
"He said he was going to the restroom a minute ago, but he’s been gone for a while," the assistant said, also puzzled. "Should I go look for him?"
Just as they were speaking, Andrew Sutton arrived.
His face was slightly flushed. Seeing that Lily Sterling was still filming, he deliberately lightened his steps.
"Andrew, what took you so long? Is your stomach upset?" The young assistant quickly opened a parasol and went to meet him.
Andrew Sutton’s expression turned a little awkward at the question, but he quickly hid it.
It wasn’t that his stomach was upset. He had gone to... take care of things himself. Otherwise, he would get aroused again during the kiss scene.
’It’s fine at night, but in broad daylight, it’s hard to avoid people noticing.’
CUT!
"Lily, that’s a wrap on this take! It was great. Let’s take a ten-minute break. We’ll shoot the second scene in this same location. I see Andrew’s here too." As the assistant director spoke, Andrew Sutton raised his hand to signal he was ready.
Lily Sterling nodded. She stood in the middle of the set, hesitating for a moment before suddenly walking over to Director Cole.



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